Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1887-01-29

he had got his leave. and would be with
her in three weeks.
Mrs. Lennox was the sort Of woman
about whom peoples tongues are always
Wagging. Hardly was her late husband
borne beneathnodding piumes to Kensel
Green than she was married, IN perspec-
tive, TO a dozen admirers. She was a
great success In society, for beside being
a charming woman she was a fashionable
pOetess, writing words for Tost's songs,
and publishing small volumes of verse,
bound In white parchment, and printed
on extra thick paper. Tall and slight,
with smooth dark hair and liquid eyes,
she had face full Of character and de-
| termination. To look at Mrs. Lennox
was to know that she was a woman who
rapidly made up her mind, and who,
once having done 50, was not likely to
alter it. But two years had passed away
since her husbands death, and this
nineteenth-eentury SaPphO had not con-
| sOled herself. And then had come the
Dick IrtOn episode.
1t was a bright morning in June when
Captain Irton arrived at Charing Cross
station, thoroughly tagged and Wearied
I
/ fast as P. and o. steamers and mail
trains can bring a man from Bombay to
/ the Strand But In q couple Of hours
he hoped to have rid himself of all signs
of travel, to have got inside a decen,
coat, and to be In the shady drawing
loom IN Pask street with Dorothy Len
DOz's soft arms around his neck. He
felt very sleepy and somewhat aggrieved,
for he had nursed the unreasOning
hope of seeing her at the station, 81
though she could not possibly know ez-
actly when he would arrive. He had
started by the very next mail from Bonn
bay, SO that writing would have been
useless. He felt, indeed, that he had an
swered her telegram In a very practical
fashion. How overioyed she would be
to have him backl He hoped it would
not be too much for her-seeing him
suddenly again like this. So, throwing
himself on the bed in his room at the
Grand Hotel, he fell asleep.
When Dick aWOke, it was 3 in the
afternoon. Tubing and unpacking
took an hour, and then he hPG UO go out
and buy tall hat. After this he di-
rected the cabman to the house in Park
street.
The shady Mayfair street looked
bright and pleasant as his hanson rat
tiled along, the houses smartened up for
the season with new blinds, and window
boxes full Of daisies and spirea. A light
breeze blew In his face, and a couple of
fair-haired girls in pink cotton made a
bright patch against the grey toned
houses. By JOvel how Rwfully nice
it all was after Indial A man may be
very happy In London, with q charming
wife who would know how to give little
dinners, and the club, and the theaters,
and the park.
Pulling up at the house, Dicks jaw
fell. There was an awning from tue
door to the curbstOne, with a crowd
of nursemaids and urchins gaping on
each side. The street was full Of CARR
ages, too. What did it mean? Then
Dick remembered that MIS-. Lennox gave
a great many afternoon parties. Well
it was deuced disappointing, he said tc
himself, when you had come all the way
from India to see a woman, to find she
was giving o 10 Of those internal kettle
l drums the very day you arrive.
, Inside the house was the usual ell
, bowling, well-dressed crowd that you see
any afternoon in the season in Mayfair
Boys in gray coats with pink carnations
in their buttonhOles logged old club
p men in brown coats and white gardenias
5 In the dining room hook nOsed dOwag
a ers were fOraging for ices, while on the
2 landing friRkly matrOns lOitered witt
, the temporary SWANS.
On the stairs Dick met a woman ht
T knew, an enthusiastic girl of 43, who
was dressed IL a more juvenile garb thar
/ when he had last seen her. Murmurine
, Charmed to see you back-happy coca
= sion," she tripped past HIM.
Q "Happy occasion, was it ?" said Dicl
q to himself, wishing his gushing acquaint
= ance and the rest Of guests at the bottom
8 of the sea. 1t would have been a hap
1 pier occasion still if he could have found
I his Dorothy alone in her amber tintet
p room.
T When CAPTAIN Triton reached the doc
he could see Mrs. Lennox standing il
Z, the midst Of a small crowd Of people
] who all seemed to be talking at once. b
t Jove! how "Ietching" she looked IL he
D silvery gown, with huge bouquet o
j, orchids and that grey tulle thing she ha'
. on her head. Was that a new fashion
] ! Dick wondered, for women to wear bon
t nets at their own sat hOmes?' And Their
I, was that ass ShorthOrn close beside her
r with a particular fatuOus expression OF
D his face. It was high time he had writ
d ten, Dick thought; it was high time b,
? had come. Why, the fellow was far gon
q over head and ears; Dick could SCI
g that by the way he appropriated Mrs
: LennOx with his eyes.
s Then one of the circles moved away
}, and Dorothy turned and saw Captain
8 IrtOn at the door. She looked as if sh
s had seen a ghost Coming forward, h
= took her hand, and then he saw tina
n something was wrong. Without word
g she motiOned him into the adjoining
It room, which for the moment was empty
o Good GOdT' che whispered, "wh,
o have you come now? 1 wired that yol
, were not to come; that il was too late
s I wrote, too, but you can not have go
:, my letter"
t ''ToO late, DOrothyl what do yO1
a mean? Your telegram said DO not com
Q too late.' Well, I started the next day.
Q ''Poor Dick" she said at last, 'Whst
dreadful mistake you have madel ID
t not come. Too LGte,' was the message
d sent. Did you not remember that Their
u are no full stops in telegraphy? 1 wa
e married an hour ago TO Lord ShorthOrn
IS Cone in, and let me introduce you t
g my husband"
+ And this was Dick Irton's little mis-
d take. There are no full stops IN teleg
o raphy, but when ten minutes ater, Die
y saw Lord and Lady Shortdorn drive o.
L amid showers Of rice and slippers. b